Page 51 of The Blood Widow

I still chuckled and got up when they left my room, taking a deep breath. Now that the work was done, I was worried the men would start on theirweshould be together speech,again.

I was too tired, and they were too shirtless for that kind of talk. Sitting on my bed was the same as hiding. So, I got up and took my ass out into the living room. Dominic and Cole brightened immediately. The way their heads perked up reminded me of a happy dog. Ezra was on the phone in the kitchen.

Beaut was on the table with her men surrounding her for comfort. They all glared at me as they massaged her body. I might have messed up with that hug. I had to fix it before they decided to take their revenge out on my new place.

I sighed and went into the kitchen. Ezra said Rose’s name, so I tuned him out. To my surprise, the cupboards were packed fullof food, from bags of chips to cans of veggies. More than I’ve ever had in my house for sure, and I didn’t mind sharing. I was going to pretend the lady that watched my house had gifted me with food and move on. Asking one of the guys would just let them gloat.

I grabbed a bag of hot chips and threw it on the table. They fell at Beaut’s feet. She shrieked. The glare sent my way had “THE AUDACITY” written all over it. I was making this worse.

“Ew, no furry butthole for me thanks.” She kicked the bag to the floor.

Next, I snatched a box of Ritz crackers which were her favorite, walked over to her, and placed the box in front of her gently. It was bigger than she was.

Her harem made a few animalistic squawking sounds. They watched for her reaction, but excitement bubbled up inside of them. She stood like she didn’t have a care in the world. Her eyes not even looking at the box. She studied her nails. After a few seconds of waiting, she glanced at the crackers and then at me.

“They’ll do.”

The men all reacted at once, tearing the packaging and serving her a cracker that was bigger than her head. She was in her Barbie-sized body.

I smirked as she twirled around her prize, smiling at her men. Her hair started to shine.

Aww.That was a sign your brownie was happy. It was the equivalent of a purr from a cat. I kind of wanted to pet her, but she'd stab me in the eye if I tried.

I walked back to the pantry and grabbed twelve of the cheese and cracker sticks you’d normally give to kids for snacks or school lunches. The brownie males all froze as I approached. Without a word, I handed each of them one. They took the treat and banged their chest. In their little jeans and no-shirt on, theywere just adorable. As I walked away, there was a lot of squealing and high-pitched chatter.

“That was nice of you,” Dominic whispered as I sat on the couch. I didn’t want to say anything that would ruin the brownies little party they seemed to be having, so I didn’t address his statement.

“How about pizza and an action movie?” I asked.

Cole put his arm across the back of the couch to lean a little closer to me. His bare skin was smooth, tatted, and delicious looking. What was I thinking sitting in the middle of them?

I moved to get up, but Dominic put his legs over my lap trapping me. His bare skin was darker than Cole’s and his muscles wrapped around him like his physique was natural and not something he had to go to the gym to achieve. Unlike Cole, he had silvery marks scattered over him, but most were hidden with tattoos as well.

Ezra plopped down on the floor in front of me to really trap me. Ezra’s silky dark hair made me want to run my fingers through it. He was the larger out of the trio. His skin didn’t have the same golden tan as the other two, and not as many tattoos, but he was just as yummy. He reminded me of a lumberjack. Why? I had no idea, but I could see him chopping wood with an axe.

“You’re drooling,” Cole whispered.

He startled me enough that I wiped my mouth, admitting that I was just fantasizing about them. I growled and shoved him away. Damn it. His skin was so fucking soft. I really was going to drool.

“Fuck off. Let’s just watch the movie. Who’s ordering the pizza?” I was ready for a distraction and an action movie and greasy food would do it.

Chapter

Twenty-Six

Imust have fallen asleep during the movie because the last thing I remembered was feeling full after eating too many slices of pizza. Ezra had gotten five different kinds, and I stupidly took that as a challenge. After finding the supernatural alcohol in one of the cabinets and drinking half a bottle, I blacked out. I didn’t even know what movie we watched.

I lifted my arms and stretched. Someone else’s warm arms wrapped around me in protest. I went still for a second, but Cole’s spicy scent had me relaxing. His embrace always felt safe. Was it wrong to soak it up? I didn’t even care that he moved us from the couch to my bed. I missed waking up to him. I didn’t know where the others were, but I could sense they weren’t on the bed.

Cole pulled me closer to him. I could feel every hard edge of his body. My Cole was built.Wait, not mine.I told myself.

His morning erection poked my back. My core responded with a flash of heat. He groaned and kissed the apex of my neck, smelling my arousal. Instantly, I burst into flames with desperation. I hated when he did that, I turned into a horny puddle on the bed.

I moaned. My hips thrust back into him. That was all the invitation he needed. He rolled me on my back and spread my legs open with both his hands on my knees. He pressed himself against my core and rocked into me.

“Fuck, Novem, tell me you want me,” he pleaded.

I didn’t have the strength to tell him no. Not when every part of me wanted him.

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